Thursday, November 21, 2013

Eyeing Fog's Embrace

And what is it you are struggling to see Little One? Your eyes see
only the cloud of fog. Your eyes also don't see the mountain that holds,
supports, and lifts the tree above the earth and into the clouds. See with your
heart Little One. And giggle to watch the clouds descend to caress the earth.
Feel their touch upon your face. Alive in this one moment and the touch of the
heavens surrounding you...that is what your heart sees.

About Me

I am not wise but I try to listen and struggle to see. I have more questions than answers. The ball of yarn and threads, representing answers to the meaning of life and the immortal question of “Why?” more often than not, falls from my heart’s loom to the floor, unraveling and becoming fodder for my cat.
Bowing from my waist in respect for you, bending my neck to offer my humble path, and hands clasped to my heart, I surrender my honor and heart to life, nature, to you and myself. Intertwined…Affirming Healing.
"In Lak' ech".... you are my other me.
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